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A piece about strength, vulnerability and effect, in a woman's heart. |
| A Woman’s Heart A woman’s heart is a tender thing Made to love, it's born to sing Made of glass, it's built of steel It's living iron that's born to feel Strongest piece that’s ever made Endures the worst and never fade Selfish motives and careless acts Are the things that causes cracks Empty words too often caught Broken words too often bought The glass it bends and the iron breaks Until too late and it’s all she takes Now as with all broken hearts Precious few are brand new starts Trust once given, now's so aloof She owns a need for living proof |